First day, second year.
Second time around and you would assume that I would know what to expect from this upcoming year. For one thing, I’m living completely on my own this time. No roommate, just me and my one bedroom apartment and my dog Chester. He’s incredibly good company, even if he just sleeps besides you half the time. I’m pretty excited for what this year has to offer, but I’m not looking forward to technically starting over on my own. No negative thoughts though, it could be worse. I’ve accepted the situation and it’s definitely not as horrible as it could be. Life is good still, but I’m hoping this second year of college will be a good year to add to it.
